The unforgivable political sin is vanity; the killer diet is sour grapes.
Do you know the hallmark of the second-rater? It's resentment of another man's achievement.
All haters are losers, even when they win.
The word snob belongs to the sour-grape vocabulary.
I am sure the grapes are sour.
All the way back to 2010, the takeover of Congress, there is an unnerved part of the public that understands the history of Hillary Clinton. We've seen her for decades. They understand Donald Trump. There's no disclosure needed there. The sour grapes that we are experiencing isn't going to make a better tasting wine for the Democrats in the future.
Success makes enemies of those who would have never been true friends.
The Fox, when hee cannot reach the grapes, saies they are not ripe.
Everything can't be sweet. Everything can't be peaches and cream.
Who would want to hang around with these shits anyway?.
Never having been able to succeed in the world, he took his revenge by speaking ill of it.
I've never had any delusions about being a leading man, and it's not sour grapes to say that in the best films that I've always enjoyed, the cliched leading man type isn't a part of the picture.
I don't want awards. I am not saying this like it's a case of sour grapes. It isn't. I have been to a couple of award functions, and I soon realised that it doesn't give me the kick that it does to others.
The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.
You have to put all the criticism of this club down to jealousy. United have produced more players who have played for their country, more world-class players and more players who have won European Footballer of the Year than any other team in this country, so we must be doing something right.
Of course, the E.U. were never going to welcome Brexit. Some sour grapes were inevitable. That's why we worked hard to leave on positive terms, extending the arm of friendship.
Careers are not all up, up, up; do good work, continue to grow as an artist, and opportunity finds you. I have no sour grapes.
There is stuff I would have liked to have done. But there are no sour grapes.
It's sour grapes, I admit, I want to be more famous so people are examining my work couplet by couplet, you know what I mean? That's the level where I want to go.
I was probably never going to get to do the kind of things dramatically that I really wanted to do, so I returned to theater from time to time, and to write, and produce. It's by no means sour grapes.
I keep sour grapes in the fridge all the time. And I eat those all day long, all week long, all month. All the time.
Right now everyone is drinking bad wine made of sour grapes and hysteria. Let them drink it, and let them regret it in the morning.
The television critic, whatever his pretensions, does not labour in the same vineyard as those he criticizes; his grapes are all sour.
Bewildered is the fox who lives to find that grapes beyond reach can be really sour.
Most people hew the battlements of life from compromise, erecting their impregnable keeps from judicious submissions, fabricating their philosophical drawbridges from emotional retractions and scalding marauders in the boiling oil of sour grapes.
